"Damn it," Maxixe cursed.
He slept naked in his bed at nights and there wasn't even time to reach for a robe.
Not if he intended to catch up with her before she made it outside.
Maxixe could hear the patter of her feet moving further away from him.
For someone so slight she was surprisingly nimble and quick on her feet.
He was behind her now so she couldn't slow down even if she wanted to.
As she ran Kaoma could hear loud snoring, fits of coughs and even a loud fart.
She dashed past bedrooms but none of them housed her son Jax.
Only men that were in Maxixe's inner circle had their own private rooms, which was a handful.
The remainder of his army slept in dormitory styled barracks which housed numerous beds.
If Jax wasn't in the main building that housed the men then he might be in the other dormitory across the way.
That housed the majority of the women that were either widowed or single plus the children.
